Undead

*Mara* · 02-09-2017, 01:28 AM

As he looked at her she returned the gesture and found little to catch her interest. Why were all the wolves here so dreadfully uninteresting… If they were going to be so inconsiderate as to interrupt her peace and quiet and fucking trip over her, the least these irritations could do was be more interesting. Her lip twitched when she noticed him eyeing her pathetic excuse for a tail, still sore about that whole incident. Of course she’d come out of the incident on top, but all anyone ever saw or heard was that she’d lost half her tail in the scuffle. Snorting irritably she returned her gaze to that of the man with his mismatched eyes.

When he relaxed Mara would slowly allow herself to follow suit, lips covering her ivory teeth and hackles laying flat, though she’d maintain a ready stance in case this wolf changed his mind. She was more than ready to beat the hell out of anyone who wanted to start shit with her, whether it was this man or anyone she happened across later this fine, dark evening. The itch to fight was making itself impossible to ignore, though she’d be fine with waiting to summon someone else if this fool would calm himself and stop threatening strangers when he could hardly stand. Not that she cared for his well being; Mara just wanted to ensure any fights she got into would last long enough to be worth the effort.

Eyeing him with an air of mild, barely maintained interest she would begin to decide there was something odd about him. His behavior was odd, though she couldn’t quite put her paw on why. He seemed to occasionally be reacting to something in his own mind, as if lost in thought every so often and then returning to the present. When he started to approach closer the scarred woman would watch him carefully with amber eyes narrowed wearily. When he spoke she twitched an ear, taking in the sight of this odd wolf. Certain her suspicions about him probably being batshit crazy would likely turn out to be true (the evidence was already beginning to pile up), Mara curled a lip at the pathetic wolf, ”Then find your backbone and make your choice, fool. No one else can and I am not a patient wolf. What’ll it be?”

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